Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

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"translate_text": "\"Here, have some water.\"\nHis voice was gentle, one hand cradling the back of her head, guiding the rim of the glass to her lips.\nZoey instinctively wanted to pull away, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Nolan watching them intently.\nThe child's gaze was so earnest, as if he truly wished for them to reconcile.\nIf she dodged, it would surely break his heart, leading to tears again.\nShe didn' want Nolan to cry anymore. \nLowering her lashes, she quietly drank the water.\nFitch wiped a droplet of water from the corner of her mouth, \"Want more?\"\nShe shook her head, glancing at Nolan's swollen, bun-like eyes, \"Pour some for Nolan.\"\nFitch was about to use the same glass, but she cautioned him, \"Use a new one, I'm in the hospital. Better safe from germs.\"\nFitch chuckled lightly and switched glasses.\nNolan held the cup, sipping the water slowly, innocent as a young cub.\nBut while cubs grow under their parents' protection, he...InZoey felt a pang of sorrow in her heart.\nThe family of three sat in the hospital room, none knowing quite what to say.\nFeeling tired, Zoey lay down.\nFitch tucked her in, asking, \"What would you like for dinner?\"\nIt was his way of trying to engage her in conversation.\nZoey closed her eyes, \"Anything's fine.\"\n\"Hmm, how about soup?\"\n\"What kind?\"\n\"Chicken soup, fish soup, pork rib soup, whatever you want really, but the doctor said it has to be light.\"\nNolan chimed in, \"Chicken soup, Mommy, it's yummy.\"\nSeems like he was yearning for the chicken soup Fitch would make.\nZoey suddenly smiled, \"Then, chicken soup it is.\"\nThat smile dazzled Fitch, leaving him somewhat disbelieving that Zoey had smiled at him.\nHe couldn't help but lean in, \"Honey...\"\nHe barely got the word out before Zoey frowned, and his heart ached once more, pretending not to notice, he kissed her cheek.\nStanding up, he said to Nolan, \"Stay here with your mom, I'll go home and make the soup.\"\nNolan was about to nod when Zoey opened her eyes.\n\"Leaving the kid in the hospital, if I fall asleep and he encounters strangers, what then? I don't need company here. Better he goes with you; I won't be at ease otherwise.\"\nNolan's head drooped, tears beginning to form, \"Mommy, don't you like Nolan?\"\nZoey felt her heart clench at his crying, quickly sitting up, \"No, honey, Mommy's just worried about you. I'm so tired, if I fall asleep I won't see you. I'm scared you might be taken by strangers.\"\n\"Then, Mommy, come home with Nolan and me.\"\nFitch's gaze flickered, staying silent. InZoey wanted to refuse, but looking at the small swirl of hair on the top of Nolan's head, her heart melted.\n\"Mommy has to stay in the hospital for a couple more weeks; I can't leave yet. We'll go home together once I'm discharged, okay?\"\nNolan's eyes brightened, and he wrapped his arms around her neck, planting a kiss on her cheek.\n\"Okay.\"\nIn that moment, Zoey felt as if, maybe, fortune was starting to favor her.\nHaving Nolan was better than anything else.\nShe watched Nolan and Fitch leave, looking back every few steps, before she could finally drift off to sleep.\nOnce outside the hospital room, Fitch lifted Nolan into his arms, pinching his cheek lightly.\n\"Good job.\"\nNolan didn't respond, too tired from crying for so long; after all, he was still so young. InFitch placed him in the passenger seat, cupping his face with both hands. In\"Rest if you're tired. Do this next time, and your mom will stay.\"\nHe had never regretted doting on this child."All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.